We said goodbye last night, am heartbroken.
Been treating since September with chemo but became resistant at Christmas so stopped, even though I've had weeks more than we originally thought still feel bereft. He was 10 'young' for a cocker. My kids are 18 and 13 so a massive part of their lives, have another dog who is a brother and is 6, I thought that would be a comfort- it's not.
I ask the doghouse Does it get better?